I see my memories fading. I no longer remember the good times. It like each new day is refreshing, deleting or storing my past happiness where I…… Read more “The Proustian Effect! I’m on a quest in search of lost time just like “Proust””
Tag: Marcel Proust
On This Mothers day absurdity struck me! when I was Reading Albert Camus “The Stranger” before writing this blog.
“Today Mother died. Or maybe yesterday, I don’t know. I got a telegram from the home: ‘Mother deceased. Funeral tomorrow. Faithfully yours.’ That doesn’t mean anything. Maybe…… Read more “On This Mothers day absurdity struck me! when I was Reading Albert Camus “The Stranger” before writing this blog.”
I’m a wanderer, I have no Place or Time. I’m Just drifting on this Lonely Road of Mine. How to Discover the Meaning of our Life?
“There are many Universes up there, and in one of them is the only Universe among many planets where on earth I dwell, in a little country’s…… Read more “I’m a wanderer, I have no Place or Time. I’m Just drifting on this Lonely Road of Mine. How to Discover the Meaning of our Life?”
The Portrait of an Artist 